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(Dot-Lock) Sauron Says...
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Had another vision. No drowning or lashes this time. I snuck back here to MacArthur during lunch; had a phone call that completely killed my appetite. The moment my head hit the pillow, there was...an eye. Not flaming, nor stuck at the top of a tower, just an eye. Like someone was inches from my face, staring at me.
Only it wasn't just an eye. There was...as crazy as this sounds (and that's saying something, when all of this sounds insane)...there was a crow, or a raven. I can never tell the difference. But it was -inside- the eye, staring back at me.
What the hell does that mean?
And on a different note...just what did you tell Hem to make him curious?
Had another vision. No drowning or lashes this time. I snuck back here to MacArthur during lunch; had a phone call that completely killed my appetite. The moment my head hit the pillow, there was...an eye. Not flaming, nor stuck at the top of a tower, just an eye. Like someone was inches from my face, staring at me.
Only it wasn't just an eye. There was...as crazy as this sounds (and that's saying something, when all of this sounds insane)...there was a crow, or a raven. I can never tell the difference. But it was -inside- the eye, staring back at me.
What the hell does that mean?
And on a different note...just what did you tell Hem to make him curious?
Hey, we should buy you some badass makeup and a black bodysuit. You can go on a spree of vengeance and then make crappy sequels.
As for Hemingstein? The sonofabitch bought me a little pussy, and I had to tell him it needed to be put off while I went off to give you blowjobs.
That's the unnecessarily sexual, more humorous than the reality version. I'll be awful company this weekend, and I'm sorry.
I don't have anyone to get vengeance against, is the problem. Though I could go for the rest of it.
And...um...unnecessary blowjobs. I don't know if I should ask, or weep for Babylon, or what. (If I were feeling funny in turn, I'd note that blowjobs are never unnecessary, but whatever.)
Don't apologize for awful company. I'm the one who asked you to come for this, and I expect to be pretty much a mess the whole damn time. So I'm probably the last one you gotta apologize to for that.